In the night sky, a bright moon hung high. In the Da Yu Imperial City, you could look up to see it, where it held many beautiful daydreams for people.
In fact, every day a small group of people could loiter here.
In the gentle radiance, the walls of Guanghan Palace were made of White Jade, the stairs of Cold Jade, laurel fragrance filled the air, various Spirit Flowers swayed with colorful radiance, and colorful butterflies danced as if myth had become reality.
However, the atmosphere in the main palace was not very harmonious. Qin Ming sat silently, and the faces of the group of Sun Elves showed no smiles.
There was some tension between the two sides, and neither spoke.
Qin Ming drank tea, ignoring them.
The Sun Elf men were handsome, the women beautiful, all pleasing to the eye, but they wore cold expressions, appearing quite sullen.
